One day, during a lecture, a
stranger sat in zazen posture in the front, very close to Suzuki Roshi. He
mimicked Roshi's movements, made weird facial expressions and threatening
gestures. He blew toward the candle burning behind Suzuki Roshi. Roshi took no
notice of him. When Roshi got up to leave, he did his usual bows, turned, then
whirled back and quickly blew out the candle. He walked up the aisle, laughing
to himself.